Chapter 4 HELL IN HER EARTH

THEME : Hell in her earth.

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Mrs Cohen, a woman in her thirties. Got married at the age of eighteen, the prime time of her life. She was forced by her parents to get married to her late husband.

The time she was supposed to enjoy being a youth, she was already in a man's house as a woman with responsibility.

Though she has a loving and caring husband, she doesn't love him. At the age of nineteen, she got pregnant and gave birth, when she knows nothing about being a mother. She loved her son, but never shown him love because she doesn't know how, she never cared for him, because she doesn't know what it means to be a mother not until now.

She knows she has wronged him with her feelings, but now she is ready to do anything to make him forgive her, even if it will be hard.

She knocked on Leonard door, "come in" He permitted, and she did.

He was arranging his clothes, but stop when he saw his mom.

" Hello" Mrs Cohen said rubbing her hands together nervously.

" Yea" He responded coldly and continue with his clothes.

" Why don't you let the maids help you with that?"

" If you know me that well, then you will know I hate people touching my things"

" Oh" She mouthed.

" What will you like to eat? The maids told me you didn't take what they offered to you"

" Am not hungry, I will eat when am hungry. Am not a stranger here after all, this is my father's house"

" Yea, that is right" Mrs Cohen uttered, she knew she was doing a bad job at starting a conversation with him.

" Can you just leave? You are disturbing" Leonard said, those words he didn't mean. He wants nothing than her being here, giving him some warm hugs. Asking how his life was there, he really wanted nothing than that.

" Ok, I will leave" Mrs Cohen offered while Leonard scoffed.

" You are really leaving" He uttered.

" You were the one, who told me to" His mom spoke, puzzled

" Just because I did, doesn't mean I truly want you to. Are you not curious? Don't you miss me a bit? I was there for ten years, mom. Ten years, you never came nor call me.

At first, I thought you were still mourning for dad but ten years. I finally figured you never cared about me, even when dad was alive" He said, his cold tone soft and sad. It was like a little boy, crying for his mom attention.

" Leo, you know it isn't like that"

" Not like that, then how is it like? I was gone for ten years, but instead of you reaching out for me. You adopted a stupid girl from nowhere. If it isn't like that, then how is it like mom? How? Fucking answer me" He yelled, throwing his clothes away and the flower vase beside him.

" Ah" His mom cries, especially when she saw his hand bleeding.

" Leonard, your hand" She brings it to his notice.

" Just leave, stop trying to act like you really care about me, or like you are my mom. Which you never did for eighteen years of my life, just leave"

" Please" He said, trying not to yell at her.

Mrs Cohen sniffed, and did as he wanted. It hurts her so much, seeing how much her son hates her. How much he is hurting because of her.

Leonard fell to the ground, when his mom left. He misses her so much, how could she not see how much he need her how hurt and lonely he is?

The door to his room opened "I told you to leave" he said thinking it was his mom.

" You are hurt" A tiny voice said, he looked up, and his eyes met with the last person he will want to see right now.

" What do you want?" He asked, back to his cold self.

" You are bleeding" She uttered and approach him. She held his hand, "does it hurt?" She asked.

He chuckled and jerked her hand off. "Get out of my room right now"

" I can't, you are hurt. You need to be treated before it get infected" She said worried.

" Let me see" She tried holding her hand, but he used his hand to choke her.

" What..... are..... you.... doing...." The poor girl asked, trying to remove his hand, but he was too strong for her.

" Don't try acting nice to me, you can't fool me with your stupid act. Try this with me again, I swear I'll kill you instantly" He said tightening his grip around her neck.

" Please, stop. You are hurting me" She pleaded.

He released her and she felt to the ground. "If you know what is better for you, whenever you see me you better ignore me. Next time you try this with me again" he bends to her kneel.

" You will wish to die, just know this is the beginning of hell in your life. Now, get out" He ordered without hesitating, she ran out of his room.

Vida ran out of his room, like a rat been chased. Her heart beating fast, she was scared and terrified.

She blamed herself for coming to his room, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't sleep, so she followed her adopted mom, she heard all their conversation and felt bad for him.

She knows how it feels, to be abandoned. And she almost died for it, she thanked her head that he really didn't kill her. But that doesn't mean, she will stay away.

One thing she had heard from her orphanage mother, is to help those in pain. Even if they don't want it. "Don't do for yourself or them, do it for God" Her orphanage mom will always preach.

" He needs her help, and she is going to help him but first avoiding him is the best option right now" She thought as she went back to her room.